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My CD player died the other day. One minute it was fine, then I took out the CD I had in and put in a different one, and when I closed the lid it made a weird sound, and now it won't play anything. I've only had it two years, and I babied it something awful, but it's officially dead. I just can't help wondering if it was something I did, since the CD it died on was one that had always worked just fine. I'm going to have to resort to using the huge stereo in the living room now. It's really all I can do to keep myself from weeping over it. More than I have already.
I was at least comforted by wonderful reading material; I finished Busman's Honeymoon the night before last. I'm just astounded by how deeply and movingly beautiful it was. Of course it was very cute and funny in the beginning, with the wedding and all that, but it settled into being a really very profound look at love and how it grows and changes and what it means. I'm utterly floored at finding it there, since the Wimsey books are officially detective stories, but Peter and Harriet's romance is actually first and foremost one of the great love stories in all fiction. Usually, in books (and probably in life), when characters get married it all goes downhill, they get boring, and they change into something less than they used to be because they're made to settle into the usual lovey-dovey husband and wife setting up housekeeping and raising a family crap, presenting a perfectly placid face to the world, and worse yet, even to eachother, regardless of who they had been and what they had done before. But there are actually lines in Busman's Honeymoon where they say "I never want you to be something less than you are because you've married me". I mean, hallelujah! They joyfully admit "we will never, ever be like other people". And they don't want to be, and they're not, and it's okay! They're happy! I don't even know how long I've been waiting for a book to say this stuff. Doesn't it give you hope?
In fact, it's left me so filled with optimism and happiness, that I'm going to stop lamenting my CD player's passing, and I'm going to go sew something. :D
I was at least comforted by wonderful reading material; I finished Busman's Honeymoon the night before last. I'm just astounded by how deeply and movingly beautiful it was. Of course it was very cute and funny in the beginning, with the wedding and all that, but it settled into being a really very profound look at love and how it grows and changes and what it means. I'm utterly floored at finding it there, since the Wimsey books are officially detective stories, but Peter and Harriet's romance is actually first and foremost one of the great love stories in all fiction. Usually, in books (and probably in life), when characters get married it all goes downhill, they get boring, and they change into something less than they used to be because they're made to settle into the usual lovey-dovey husband and wife setting up housekeeping and raising a family crap, presenting a perfectly placid face to the world, and worse yet, even to eachother, regardless of who they had been and what they had done before. But there are actually lines in Busman's Honeymoon where they say "I never want you to be something less than you are because you've married me". I mean, hallelujah! They joyfully admit "we will never, ever be like other people". And they don't want to be, and they're not, and it's okay! They're happy! I don't even know how long I've been waiting for a book to say this stuff. Doesn't it give you hope?
In fact, it's left me so filled with optimism and happiness, that I'm going to stop lamenting my CD player's passing, and I'm going to go sew something. :D
